I had placed three pizza slices into the elevator the evening before and sent it down on the basement. After a good long bath, I closed the door and decided to go to bed. Not before I heard something on wheels running up and down the hallways and a robotic voice saying "goodnight!" three different times in varying intervals.

The next morning had come, and I awoke in a fresh mood, heading downstairs to see all of them by the table and eating breakfast. Champion had shoved me a list of things to do and my only priority today was to follow it step by step.

"Top of the morning, boys!" I chirped, taking a seat and braiding the left side of my hair. Andy reached over to touch the unbraided side before asking me if he could help. I nodded and he scooted closer, his bottom lip jutting out in concentration, trying to figure out braiding.

Footsteps descended down the stairs and Champion arrived to the bottom, hands tightening his necktie.

"Goodmorning," he greeted everyone, giving me a short nod. "Training today. And please, make sure they eat their meals. Especially Aro. If no one checks on him, I'm sure we wouldn't know if he's dead."

"Will do!" I told him, waving a hand and bidding him goodbye after listening to him that he had a "business meeting". Jay clapped his hands excitedly when I announced that it would be he, that would be the first to train today.

The day before must have put them in good spirits, and I believe it was also because they got to exercise their creativity and ate proper food which wasn't chicken breast. I looked down at Jay's paper, little notes made by the previous manager's making me frown.

There in red writing it stated: scared of pyramids.

Jay had gone out to the yard to do his stretches in his training suit. I stared at the writing when a soft voice spoke beside me, the human unseen.

"He can never master the shape of a pyramid," Royal's voice said when he suddenly solidified behind me. "Nana tried it once and failed – no one ever asked him to try again. Honestly, no one ever pushes us to do anything special other than our normal routine."

"Why not switch it up?" I asked and Royal shrugged.

"Not my call, is it? It's the manager's job to lead the sessions and come up with some elaborate plan for us to improve our skills. Except they spend too much time fearing us or judging us—"

"Freaks, they call us," Andy piped up. "I know we're different from humans, but I hardly think we're freaks."

"I think it's okay to be a little freaky," I told Andy who turned red, smile lighting up his features.

"Yeah, well... We're more than just a little. We're too freaky for the human populus." Chester chewed on his banana before standing up. "I'm going back to bed. Call me when it's time, unless if you've given up, of course."

With Chester trudging up the bedroom, I slid off my seat to start my session with Jay. He was already waiting from the rooftop. The mansion was more than a mansion – it was the size of a luxury resort. There was a big pool, a golf course (for Andy to run around in the morning), and a merry go round that was somewhat standing in the middle of the golf course. The mansion had impeccable security and as I made my way outside, I saw Jay on the roof top looking down at me.

"Okay, Rubber Boy," I called to him. He could not hear me, and he elongated his neck downwards to hear me better. I held back the instinct, wanting to seem as unruffled as possible. Jay's head hung over the edge and I told him to come down. "Come down!"

Jay knew what he had to do – he had done it almost every day for seven years. He backtracked two to three steps behind before heading towards the end, giving a running leap and much to my surprise even though I was ready for it, Jay twisted his body and the elasticity of his physical form took shape of a hot air balloon.

His eyes rolled back and forth, his body floating down slowly onto the ground and suddenly he was as flat as a pancake. I took the opportunity to blurt out the first shape that came to mind.

"Oval!"

At the sound of my voice, he leapt up and turned into an oval. He was suddenly energetic, bouncing on the ground as an oval ball.

"Square!"

He flipped over and turned into a square.

"Triangle!" I yelled and he turned into a two-dimensional triangle. I kept note of it and decided to try something new.

"Meerkat, Nana! Become a meerkat!"

Jay's eyes widened. Meerkat? He yelled out that he had never tried to be a meerkat before! He hopped and held his hands pointed forward against his chest before standing there, tall and proud.

"Meerkat," Jay said and I nodded.

"Now stretch up, up, up, away! Up into the air!"

Jay stretched as far as he could go. He swayed from side to side and I told him to hold it. It was easy to stretch, I observed, but it was hard for him to hold still. He struggled to keep his body as still as a stick when I yelled once more.

"Egyptian pose! You have three seconds!"

Jay gasped as if he was wondering how he could do it in that time frame. He hastily brought himself back, sweat forming on his forehead and he brought his one hand pointed outward and one behind his back.

"Egyptian pose!" he yelled out, sounding satisfied.

"A tent!" I yelled and Jay did not think much about it.

"A tent! I can be a tent! The shape of a tent...." His voice slowly faded when he turned into a three-dimensional triangle and that was when he figured out I tricked him. A tent, he rambled. A tent is always in the shape of a pyramid, Jay holding the shape of a tent.

"It's missing a side," I told him, and he scowled, giving up. Jay looked disgusted, making a face at me. "You did so well, Jay! Almost there!"

"You tricked me!" Jay glared at me.

I nodded. "I did. Now, let's try again."

"No! Never again!" he answered hotly.

I sighed. "Fine. How about we play shape charades and I leave the pyramids out?"

That was all it took for Jay to happily agree – he said he had never played shape charades with the other managers and he enjoyed the gamification of his training sessions.

"On one?" he asked, eyes stuck on me as I mentally listed shapes in my head.

"One... You are a... Caterpiller! What is the shape of a caterpillar! Yes! Amazing!"

That was how it was for the rest of his training.

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